Now they want to ring the gong.
Now they want to sound the alarm and cry "Oh, she's in danger!"
I was in danger those days when I was quiet.
I was in danger those days when I was loud
I was in danger because I didn't care what happened to me.
Much less school.
I was in danger because all that mattered was that someone else was having a good day.
I was in danger because all that mattered was that they knew that I loved them and they ARE beautiful.
I guess the only danger was that me being in danger angered you.
So.
Is one person's anger worth sacrificing the satisfaction I get when someone says ,"Oh yeah, I know her... she's really nice... the kindest person I know... a really good friend!"
Well I guess so,
Because that's all that seems to make me feel good.
Not the "OMG you're so pretty!", not the "Oh you're SO smart.", not the "I believe in you."
...
Because the one voice that was angry is now two.
Now, flowing from me is what I'm bringing out of you,
And I don't know what to do.
All I know is that it feels good knowing that I did something to make their life better.
Even if it means not living mine.
But the problem stands.
What to do?
Because the joy that fills me so is sacrificing you.
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The Scribblings of Shane Coronado
Poésie"All these damn tears don't fix a thing but I can't stop them from flowing down my face."
